September 30, 2014
JOCKS V. NERDS: I WANTED IT TO BE TRUE

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It happened just like Stiles had known it would.

Derek came over after his dining hall shift one day, standing in the hallway, arms folded, still unsure of his welcome.

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September 29, 2014

“If you ain’t scared… you ain’t human.”
― James Dashner, The Maze Runner

“If you ain’t scared… you ain’t human.”

James Dashner, The Maze Runner

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September 29, 2014
JOCKS V. NERDS: YOU WERE DIFFERENT BEFORE

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Stiles told himself he wasn’t checking his phone, that he wouldn’t even let himself look, but that was a lie because he checked before he was even back at the dorm. Derek had looked so surprised, eyes widening behind his glasses, like maybe he really didn’t know.

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September 28, 2014
JOCKS V. NERDS: LET ME DOWN EASY OR WHATEVER

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Stiles was waiting outside the Science Center after Derek’s Thursday afternoon class, sprawled on a bench, knee rattling up and down, bulky team jacket and backwards baseball cap. Derek almost raised a hand to wave to him and then thought better of it; they’d studied together a few times, but Stiles hadn’t—said anything, or done anything, just showed up at the library on time, with labeled maps or an article available only in hard copy that he’d found in the science library across campus and made an extra copy of—

“Really?” Erica said, glancing over.

“It’s not—we’re not,” Derek said, fumbling.

“Oh, you’re just friends?” she said.

“Yes,” Derek said. “I guess.” Stiles brought him coffee once, crashing down in the seat across from him and sliding it across the table, covering a yawn, waved off Derek’s offer to pay him back, sent him e-mails occasionally: re: that citation manager I told you about and what was the name of that lobster book?, texted him every once in a while, but always about something: want to meet up after class and review the thing? or sorry, practice went late, sorry, :( be there in ten.

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September 28, 2014

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September 28, 2014

here I go, subscribing to another six or seven autumn-themed blogs, unable to understand how my dash isn’t already a wall of leaves aflame, scarves, hot drinks in mugs and spice cookies, sweaters, fog rising over birch-lined paths, crisp autumnal sunsets.

September 26, 2014

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September 24, 2014

supercut of Dylan O’Brien saying “O’Brien,” like whenever I’m scrolling on down I can tell from gifs when D’OB is introducing himself because he opens his mouth thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiide when he says “O’Brien,” damn son.

September 22, 2014

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September 21, 2014

neferipitou:

adds “we just caught our alternate universe selves making out and now everything is super awkward” to list of shipping tropes that need to be implemented everywhere

AGREEEEEEED, this is my FAVORITE, not only the version where people from an alternate universe are discovered passionately kissing on the kitchen table, BUT ALSO the version where everyone breathes a big sigh of relief because everything is NORMAL in this version, everyone is exactly the same, phew, until Derek says, “okay, see you at home,” and kisses Stiles on the temple as he stands up, and Stiles says absently, not even looking up from the rune book, “we’re out of milk, by the way,” and regular Stiles says, “wait, you guys LIVE together? Live together live together?” and alternate universe Stiles says, “you, um, don’t?” while regular universe Derek stares down at the table, jaw tight. 

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